Good morning, DearHeart.

Our Liv girl is a live wire. Sitting still is a rare occurrence for her. I was watching her the other day, walking in my heels. She loves playing in my shoes. I loved playing in my grandmother’s, Mom Coon’s heels, too. She had lots of them.

Livvie got me thinking about walking in the shoes of another. And, walking in the shoes of our Savior.

We can walk in His ways. We can keep step with Him as we rely on His Spirit within us. It happens as we live out our days with Him in the forefront of our minds.

Jesus sat down and spent time with other people. In fact, He was repeatedly criticized for sitting to eat at tables with the tax collectors, the broken, the sinners. We may come to understand the hurts and brokenness of others only as we spend time.

With them.

Listening to them.

Seeing them.

Like Liv in my shoes, the shoes we find ourselves in may not always fit comfortably. God may ask us to walk where it may not be so comfortable or familiar to us. May we go anyway.

As I continued to watch Liv, it became more interesting. Each time, a shoe slipped off one of her feet, she would not just stop and slip it back on. No, this little gal would bend over, pick up the shoe and take it back to the point it all started.

And so must we. We are surely going to mess up – every single day. We will fail someone or at something. We won’t do everything perfectly. I am so grateful for the Cross, the place where we get to start all over, anew and renewed. The Cross – the place where it all began. The place of new beginnings and of holy do-overs.

And for those times when our feet get tired, for they surely will – may we know that even there, on any road we walk, we are blessed ….

“A devout life does bring wealth, but it’s the rich simplicity of being yourself before God. Since we entered the world penniless and will leave it penniless, if we have bread on the table and shoes on our feet, that’s enough.” 1 Timothy 6:6-8 MSG

Wake up.

Wear the awkward shoes.

Be blessed by them.

Go.